Lil shordy lookin like a damn sardine ay
Riddle me this
Twitty eyes so seem
To glisten and glean in the moonlight
Never listened and feeded on a new life
Dumb shit stay reapin.., nvr do right
Why this pit in my chest get my mood right
I need a couple people I can call my friends
Let it be, let me breath.. i am coming to an end
Can u see my wings bussin out dis spine
Couple Shiny things I'd like to make them mine
Fo years on the up and I'm still on that grind
Shed tears bled blood
Got my money tight
Cut my wrists I can feel it when I milly rock
You's a bitch 85° o barely hot
Laugh my ass off smokin
that's a silly shot
Why do u think I want u 2 like me?
Goldberg like clockwerk gettin icecream
Why do u feel the need to enlight me
Dump over my culture jus b nice b
Faded 2 cups ice please
Purple in my set at da high speeds
Throw up bitch's wet on my time piece
Like what do u expect I'm a hype beast
Slit my wrists i can feel it when i whip dat
Do I exist? Is a question I could get back
90 on the dash i made that bitch crash
Shiney things attached to the whip-lash
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024